Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor.

The rich swell up with pride, the poor from hunger.

It is an old custom amongst Jewish children, to become war-like on the 'L'ag Beomer.' They arm themselves from head to foot with wooden swords, pop-guns and bows and arrows. They take food with them, and go off to wage war.

I will never permit myself to give in to American taste and lower the standards of art.

Ah, how many luxuries has the good God prepared for his Jewish children.

There are people who have never been taught anything, and know everything, have never been anywhere, and understand everything, have never given a moment's thought to anything, and comprehend everything. 'Blessed hands' is the name bestowed on these fortunate beings. The world envies, honours and respects them.

I never turn down a drink. Among friends it’s always appropriate. A man is only a man as they say, but brandy is still brandy. You’ll find that in the Talmud too.